Dawn.
Sunlight filtered through the gaps in the window lattice, casting scattered specks of light across the expensive carpet.
A rich, peculiar scent hung in the air.
It was a mixture of sweat, premium fragrance, and some sort of life-source aura—slightly sweet, yet faintly fishy.
Like a clear morning after rain, when someone had spilled an entire bottle of heath flower nectar in the garden.
Lin Feng opened his eyes.
What met his gaze was not the ceiling, but a stretch of smooth, pale skin and a head of silky black hair.
A warm, soft sensation came from his arms.
Zhu Zhuqing was on his left, and her older sister, Zhu Zhuyun, was on his right.
The two sisters lay curled quietly in his embrace like obedient little kittens, their even breaths lightly brushing against his chest.
Last night's madness and demands had drained every last bit of their strength.
Just as Lin Feng was about to stretch, an ill-timed childish voice sounded in his mind.
[Trash host, stop staring. Your easy days may be coming to an end.]
The system's voice was as punchable as ever.
Lin Feng did not even raise an eyebrow, merely replying in his mind.
"Speak."
[Those guys in the God Realm can no longer sit still.] [According to the system's monitoring, the Five Great God Kings of the God Realm Committee have decided in a meeting to send three God Kings down to the mortal realm in person to probe your true strength.] [The ones leading them are the God of Goodness, the Asura God, and the God of Evil.]
The system reported the news in a gloating tone.
``` [Heh heh, three God Kings—and they're among the best fighters. Host, if you get beaten to